The Era -- Day By Day

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

Just goes to show ya, just because you're a Latin Quarter chorine, it doesn't mean you don't have standards.

TWO nickels? I thought the OPA was doing something about inflation!


He'd hand out cigars, but he doesn't smoke.

Don't eat things you find at the side of the road. Gaaaad, you're worse than Trix.

That's not kicking his teeth in. What a punk.

"My face would frighten him away. Yours, on the other hand -- well, he'd fall down cold."

Really, Shadow, "I'll Smash You?" Who uses Joe Penner catch phrases in 1945??

"Oh, did you know she's also a three-star Michelin chef?"

"When's he old enough to get drafted again?"

Families are always glad to help each other.

 

[LizzieMaine]

And also...

A dollar of action buys ten dollars of talk.

 

[Fading Fast]

"Oi ain't fargatt whin you poot thim barrth controol papars in here, an' ahll thim people froom th' parish caahled a boycaaat.



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"...An'nen'na goil run awff! Whoeveh hoida -- hey, kid, you awright? How come ya face is toinin'at coleh.....?"

Oh dear Lord. BTW, does Bink have parents or did she just appear out of the mist one day?

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Just goes to show ya, just because you're a Latin Quarter chorine, it doesn't mean you don't have standards.

Yes, she just keeps giving her parents more and more reasons to be proud of her. There has got to be more to this story and I'm hoping the Daily News will dig in and give us some expanded coverage tomorrow.

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"Oh, did you know she's also a three-star Michelin chef?"

Would not doubt it for a second. Hu Shee is the true keeper of all of our comic strip women.

 

[LizzieMaine]

Miss Scanlan's past is a mystery up to now -- you'll recall we first met her, she picked Uncle Frank's pocket outside Ebbets Field before President Roosevelt's campaign speech on that cold and rainy day. And considering he was wearing a raincoat at the time, it does show a certain long-practiced level of skill. I wonder if she and Alice might know some of the same people...

I imagine there's nothing Hu Shee can't do. Except for Terry.

 

[LizzieMaine]

("Well, howth'hell awrya!" bellows Hilda Chester, noticing Krause and Willie wending their way thru the Marble Rotunda on their way to their seats. "Oh," she flushes, noticing the boy. "Pawrdon me French, kid! T'is mus' be Joe 'n Sally's nephew, huh? Mitt me, kid! Hilda wit' t' bell!" Willie extends his hand with awe as the plump, grey-haired woman in the loud print dress grips it in an iron grasp. "Say now, shoul'n you aughta be in school? Nah, don' worry, I won' ratcha out, tell ya what. Ya see a truan' officeh, you jus' yell 'chickie,' an' I'll whack'im one wit' me bell! Howbout'tat, huh?" Wide eyed, Willie nods in agreement. "Hey," nods Hilda, turning to Krause. "How's ya wife? I ain' seen'eh much. Still woikin' f't'phone comp'ny? Jeez, t'at mus' be a hawrd jawb. Me, y'know what I do when I ain' heeh? I bag peanuts out t' Aqueduc' f' Harry M. Stevens! Leas' I did till'at rat Jimmie Boynes queeh'd t'deal! Ain'at t' limit! I ASK YA!" "Yeh," inserts Krause, relieved that he will not be pressured upon to carry forward the conversation. "Hey, I hoid a rumeh!" continues Hilda. "HEY! WAWTCH WHO YA SHOVIN, BUM! Sawry. Looked like a Giants fan, Anyways, I hoid a rumeh Joe's gett'n out. Awn a medical! Hey, just't'ween you''n me, izze, you know, woikin'a angle?" "Neh," dismisses Krause, holding up a palm for emphasis. "Nahh, I wouldn'a t'ought so," affirms Hilda, "T'at Joe, he's awna levell. Sal, well, she's a lit'l nuts, but hell, ain' we awl! Hey, enjoy t'game!" "Yeh," exhales Krause, as he leads Willie thru the gate and toward the green, green grass on the other side of the ramp...)

("Ye know, Oi been thinkin', " muses Uncle Frank. "Real estate is whaaar th' mooney is." "Ah," ignores Ma, absorbed in her ledger. "Ye oon this buildin' free an' clear, d'ye naaht?" Uncle Frank continues. "Oi do," nods Ma, before making another entry in her book. "Have ye evaaar coonsidarred..." begins Uncle Frank. "NO," declares Ma, without looking up. "Ah," sighs Uncle Frank, draining his glass...)

(Hosea 8:7)

(All right, so hate me. I laughed out loud at this one.)

("Who is that stout fellow down by the dugout?" demands Mr. Rickey. "That's Chic Johnson," sighs Mr. Parrott. "Does he have a contract?" interrupts Mr. Rickey. "He appears well suited for the catcher's role. And his friend, that tall thin man!" "That's Ole Olsen," eyerolls Mr. Parrott. "A born first basemen!" enthuses Mr. Rickey. "Have them brought to me at once." "Sir," attempts Mr. Parrott. "Do you know them?" demands Mr. Rickey. "Where did they play?" "Well," continues Mr. Parrott, "they played four years in Hellzapoppin'." "Where is that?" insists Mr. Rickey. "Is that in the Missouri State League?" "I don't believe so, sir," mumbles Mr. Parrott...)

(Mr. Krehbiel started this whole storyline just so he could use that joke.)

("Oh -- uh -- I just wanted to see how Hu Shee is doing.")

(MEOW)

(They really wanted Jimmy Stewart for this part but his agent wouldn't return their calls.)

(You think that hurts, wait'll you get into the corset.)

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

And yes, her friends call her "Zsa Zsa."

"Strange As It Seems!"

"Ahhh, be yourself!"

Of course that's the train he picks.

"Learn Situational Ethics With Harold Gray!"

Let's hope one of those friends isn't Jessica Bobble. I'd hate to think Wilmer could reproduce.

Is that the ceiling price?

"JUST SHUT UP AND DO IT!"

Mr. Willard is really going all in on the old jokes this week. Hey, why DOES the chicken cross the road?

If you ever thought Honey is too tough on her idiot husband, you are wrong.

 

[LizzieMaine]

And also...

"MAE! What happened to your teeth??" "I tripped over that stupid table, that's what! Would it kill you to turn on the lights???"

And finally...

Look, far be it from me to criticize, but if you're gonna do a Page Four, you've got to put Errol Flynn at the top.

 

[Fading Fast]

"T'at Joe, he's awna levell. Sal, well, she's a lit'l nuts, but hell, ain' we awl!

That's a pretty good shorthand of the family.

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"Ye know, Oi been thinkin', " muses Uncle Frank. "Real estate is whaaar th' mooney is."

Big picture, Frank isn't wrong, but as always with real estate, location, timing, and leverage will determine the success of the investment - the price eventually going up isn't good enough.

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All right, so hate me. I laughed out loud at this one.

I did too.

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MEOW

As drawn here, the only one who could maybe trim a few pounds is the one standing to the left of Dr. Evil.

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"Strange As It Seems!"

Yes, the American GI are not having sex with the French girls, according to a former Harvard professor, which brings to mind this famous quote:

“Some ideas are so stupid that only intellectuals believe them.”​

― George Orwell

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Learn Situational Ethics With Harold Gray!

Had the exact same thought.

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"JUST SHUT UP AND DO IT!"

That's perfect, Lizzie – you understand Hu Shee's internalized feng shui. She knows what has to be done and she does it. As I said yesterday, she's the keeper.

Oh, and it's a line Hu Shee will use on Terry later that night, too.

 

[LizzieMaine]

("Hmph," hmphs Sally, as she looks over her just-purchased Eagle from the newsstand outside the Western Electric Kearny Works. "If Jawn D. Rockehfelleh wants t'have 'is own choich, he awta jus' go 'n stawrt one an' leave t'em Episcopals alone. Nawt t'at I caeh 'bout no choich, but.." "Hey Sal," interrupts Alice, edging just far enough away from her friend so that she won't be caught in the blast should Sally be struck down by lightning. "Hey Sal," she repeats, indicating a knot of workers congregated around a taxi parked near the bus stop outside the plant gate. "Whassat oveh t'eh?" "It is easieh f'ra camel t'pass t'ru t'eye of a needle," recites Sally, recalling a long-ago Sunday School text, t'en' f'ra..." SAL!" repeats Alice. "Lissen -- t'ezza radio awn innat cab. Awlem people's lissenin' -- c'mon!" Alice grabs Sally's jacket sleeve and pulls her toward the taxi, where the squawk of a radio can just be made out. "...White House Press Secretary Stephen Early has just announced. Repeating that bulletin, from Warm Springs, Georgia...")

(At home with Tommy Brown.)

("Sooch a disgrace," sniffs Ma. "Oi tell ye, Francis, if OI EVARR FOOND OOT SOOMBAAAHDY WAAAARKIN'' FARRR ME WAS DIPPIN' IN ME TILL --" She glares pointedly at Bink Scanlan, who is singing along in a loud nasal voice with a novelty song honking from the little radio behind the counter. "ONE MEAT BAWL," she bellows, twirling her broom like a phantom dance partner. "YOU GETS NO BREAD WIT' WUNNNNNNNNN MEAT BAWLL!" "STOP THAT!" yells Ma, as Leonora looks up from her nickels with an irritated frown. "You SEE, Francis," Ma fumes, "whaat Oi have t' poot ooop -- " "Quiet," shooshes Uncle Frank. "Listen --" Ma turns toward the radio, where the music has been abruptly replaced by an urgent voice. "...from the newsroom of the Daily News, New York's Picture Newspaper comes this WNEW bulletin -- Warm Springs, Georgia...)

(Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick...)

(Sorry, Tommy. But you'll get a nice new shirt with ST PAUL across the front...)

(Books? I thought that was a big piece of yellow cake with chocolate frosting. Good dessert after a dinner of ROAST GOOSE.)


(He's either her boyfriend or her brother but either way he's not worth a grand.)

(You know, Mephistopheles, the first rule of being a good con man is to NOT BE CONSPICUOUS.)

(I lived as a small child in a building like this, and I'll never forget how the stairs sagged and slanted. Apartments in that building are now renting for $1700 a month. That proves something, I guess...)

(AMERICA'S NUMBER ONE HERO DOG IS ALWAYS READY TO HELP AN OLD LADY IN DISTRESS.)

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

At Behan's Bar and Grill, a certain former police lieutenant smiles and says to Dept. Chief Inspector Butler "Trust me, retirement ain't so bad..."

Careful you don't drop that bindle by the side of the road where it might be found by any passing mutt...

Hopefully Mr. Flintheart learned something from his encounter with Flattop, but I kinda doubt it....

Well, that's a relief. Poor Jessica.

"Oi'm investin' well!" -- Shaughnessy the butcher.

Bluebeard? It looks more like a dirty grey, with bits of opium stuck to it.

You do what you gotta do.

"I'm dressed FOR VICTORY!"

"Too bad circumstances forbid showing warmth to one's allies." Do you get the feeling Mr. Caniff is right here listening to everything we say?

And it works great until the radium poisoning sets in...

 

[LizzieMaine]

And also...

Funny headline? Gratuitous cheesecake? Now you're catching on.

 

[Fading Fast]

"Hey Sal," interrupts Alice, edging just far enough away from her friend so that she won't be caught in the blast should Sally be struck down by lightning.

The nuns left their mark.

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He's either her boyfriend or her brother but either way he's not worth a grand.

Yup. If he's truly innocent, spend the money on a good lawyer to reopen the case. If he's guilty, let him rot.

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I lived as a small child in a building like this, and I'll never forget how the stairs sagged and slanted. Apartments in that building are now renting for $1700 a month. That proves something, I guess...

So did my grandmother, whom I spent a lot of time with. And each stair was insanely worn down in the center versus the sides. Also, the wobbly/swaying banister on the non-wall side was held up by hope as much as anything else.

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You do what you gotta do.

"I don't like to brag, but between finding the money and this, you know who's the hero of this story versus, and I'm not naming names – cough, cough, Bo, cough, Bo, cough – a dog that, say, led his owner right into the hands of an escaped prisoner."

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"Too bad circumstances forbid showing warmth to one's allies." Do you get the feeling Mr. Caniff is right here listening to everything we say?

No kidding - and "warmth" is doing some heavy lifting in that sentence.

Still, as funny and spot-on as that line is, this could be Hu Shee's best line ever:

God luv her, she awesome.